Chapter 364

“London，London，London……”

“Lady，Lady，Lady……”

In the deep-sea recording studio, feiji, who just got the song, can't wait to start recording. Song Ya stayed for another day. As the producer of this song, he still needs some guidance. He presses the phone and says, "OK, feiji, sing the two words at the same time."

"At the same time?" Fergie didn't understand. Right, "London lady, London lady, London lady..."

"No, no, No Song Ya stopped her, "say it at the same time and add the sounds of two words together. Lunding, lunding, lunding So. "

"Lunding, lunding, lunding?"

"Yes, go on."

"Lunding, lunding, lunding..."

"Start again at the beginning of this paragraph."

“Howcomeeverytimeyoucomearound，MyLondonLondonBridgewannagodown……”

Half way through, Fergie takes off her headphones. "This song was inspired when we were in London, didn't you?" She asked.

"Well." The lyrics were obviously influenced by Fergie's English children's song about the collapse of the London Bridge, so Sonya couldn't help but admit it.

"You bad guy, you've been hiding for so long!" Fergie glanced at this side.

"No way, the right to sample has not been discussed." Song Ya can only say that.

She continued to record the song excitedly. With a little discernment, she knew that the quality of the song was very good. She kept on singing as she twisted her body along with the accompaniment.

"At the end of the sentence, add your milk sound." Song Ya guided again.

"Don't you think I haven't eliminated the sound of milk?" Asked Fergie.

"It's good to add a little bit of personal style. After all, you are the first white female rapper. You should be coquettish and coquettish." Song Ya replied.

"It's up to you." She changed her singing according to the instructions.

"You're a genius aplus. This song is very suitable for Fergie, and it's sure to sell well. Besides the metaphor, the lyrics themselves won't arouse much resentment. The single I made for her was worthless in front of this song

"Well, I'm going to New York for a few days, and you keep an eye on it for me."

Song Ya knows that the lyrics of today's black rap female singers, such as rattifa, are very yellow and violent. Feiji's hip-hop with popular flavor can be regarded as a clean stream among female rappers, and the first white female singer is also a big gimmick, although it will certainly be displeased by the black community. He pressed the phone again. "I'll go to New York for a few days, and then I'll stay in Los Angeles until the end of the year, and you'll focus on recording."

"OK, honey." Fergie blew him a kiss.

Song Ya smiles at her and leaves the studio.

The contract was still signed. Song Ya mentioned that she would pay two million yuan when her new contract expired in 1993. There were also various assistants, bodyguards and installation fees to match the B-list singer. Feiji also agreed to the most controversial high-cost liquidated damages, which means that she will be tied to a + until about 98 years. At the same time, song Ya dissolved the brokerage company under aunt Susie's name, completely eliminated this hidden danger, and let Jimmy become her independent agent.

The negotiation process in chuck's house was not pleasant, but feiji did not have much capital to fight with her now. She did not dare to really turn around and fly alone. Moreover, she was on the key point of the coming of the first specialty.

After signing the alliance under the city, she was very unhappy, but after Song Ya took out the London Bridge, she immediately "broke her tears into a smile" and became gluey to herself again.

As motura said, business is business. After business, we have time to mend the relationship.

It's just Can you really "fix" it? Through the door of the studio, Songya looks at feiji, who is happy to record songs. She purses her lips and leaves her record company for New York.

"How are you, Walter?"

He went straight to Walt's exclusive room in Sony Columbia Records headquarters. As Roberto clevier said, Walt's life is very simple and boring. He confines himself in a small space and composes music to the piano without anything else.

"Hey, aplus, why are you here? Sit anywhere. "

Walter put his hand off the piano. "Give me some advice?" He handed song Ya the score on the piano.

"Er You write your own. I don't have much desire to write music recently. You know, I've been busy with the first publicity Song Ya makes excuses and refuses.

"Don't get lost in it. Many singers will be silent after the single issue. That is, they accumulate too much fatigue in the hard publicity process, and then spend money to enjoy it with vengeance, and they will never go back." Walter reminded me sincerely.

He didn't know that he had started many songs again. "I won't, thank you Walter." He used to sit down and watch Walter play the piano again, writing and drawing on the score and making adjustments."This guy doesn't ask me what I came to him for..." Song Ya make complaints about him and catch his chance to stop. He said, "Walter, I have a thing."

"Go ahead." He didn't look back.

"You wrote a song for Gloria, didn't you?"

He liked Walter's character very much. He was helped by him when he first cooperated with Sony Columbia Records. He didn't count himself as an apocalypse plug-in player. He was only a little famous as a little songwriter at that time. His help in his initial stage was almost a blessing in the sky.

So song Ya decided not to play any tricks on Walter, but to talk directly about hero.

Walter stopped being busy. He was upright, but that didn't mean he was insensitive to these things. His straight back was a little rickety. After a minute's silence, he asked, "are you here for Miss Kelly?"

"Yes, Mimi told me she loved the song so much, so I'll see if I can help her." Song Ya said.

"In fact, she doesn't have to be so bothered."

Walter's tone was a little tired. He moved his body to face-to-face with Sonya. "She just said hello to Mr. motura, didn't she? She has asked Mr. motura to remove that song from the original soundtrack of the film, just one more procedure, and the song is hers

"But what about you? What do you think? "

Song Ya observes his words and looks. From his body movements just now, he feels that he still wants to give the song to Gloria, and is dissatisfied with motura's removal of the song from the original soundtrack of the movie.

"Does my opinion matter? I'm just a composition composer. I'm different from you, aplus. Do you know those people who used to draw oil paintings in Europe He asked.

"Oil painting?" Sonya didn't know how he got to it. "Rembrandt, Van Gogh?"

"No, in earlier times, painting an oil painting cost a lot. Painters could only serve nobles or monasteries. What nobles wanted and what priests wanted, painters would paint what they wanted. So the oil paintings handed down at that time were portraits or biblical stories, and there was no room for self-development. At most, painters stopped self portraits secretly Into a corner of the picture. Now, like them, I don't have the autonomy to write a song. Mr. motura can give it to anyone he wants... "

His words were rather disheartened.

Song Ya's head turned and his face was sincere. "I can understand it, Walter. It's a bit wrong for Miss Maria Carey to rob this song. She told me that she knows you have a problem with this. You don't want to lose faith with Miss Gloria, do you? So instead of asking Mr. motura to interfere in this matter, she came to me to talk to you. She wanted the song true, but she respected you and your decision. She cherished your friendship. "

"I see." With a faint word, Walter turned back and fiddled with the score.

"So..." Song Ya felt uneasy.

"Hero is her." Walter plays the piano and goes on working.

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